Ch 18

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The warmth of the sand seeped into her stressed body, the towel doing nothing to shield her from the heat of the golden grains as she lay down beneath an umbrella watching their children play. Only two days had passed since they left the village: one to travel the other to rest – and now they've finally settled enough to start their vacation.

"No fair, Gaara!" a teal eyed blonde about four feet five inches pointed her finger at a red haired boy with equally green eyes.

"You can't use chakra!" she squealed as a thin tendril rose from her feet to swat at her index finger.

"Anything goes Mari-chan," a dark haired boy bereft of the war paint and the cat-like suit he usually wore sat somewhere in between the distance of the twins. He sat down where the water met sand, his blue swim shorts getting darker as it got wet.

"We never said that!" the girl was indignant as her brothers ganged up on her. The redhead walked towards the oldest and sat beside him while their sister marched up toward their mother.

"Tou-chan!" the two boys shouted in unison as they went under a gigantic splash of water.

"Ha!" the blonde pointed haughtily at the pair as a silver haired man with twin onyx orbs emerged from the sea and started walking towards her.

"You won't get away from ganging up on my princess," he told the spluttering duo as he swung his daughter to sit up on his shoulders. She squealed happily at the attention while her brothers sat pouting on the beach.

"Come on you two let's go check up on your mother." At the mention of their other parent, the wet pair stood up, shook their heads to get rid of the water from their hair and ears and ran up to the blonde woman smiling softly at the scene.

"Kaa-chan, did you see what tou-chan did to us?" the redheaded ball of energy asked as he climbed into his mother's lap.

"Yes, I did Gaara-chan," she chuckled lightly, the cerulean pools glinting with mirth.

"He's so mean."

"You were being mean to your sister," she told him as Kankuro along with Kakashi who still had Temari on his shoulders took their places surrounding her. Her husband sat behind her, wrapping his arms around both of them, his legs encasing them in a protective embrace as their other two children sat on both sides of her.

"How are you feeling?" his husky voice reached her even when their children began to babble.

"Happy," she turned her head to look at him and he captured her lips in a sweet, chaste kiss.

"Kaa-chan, what are we going to do next?" inquisitive brown eyes turned to their parents as the owner asked.

"What do you want to do?"

"Let's go to the festival!" three voices sounded in unison.

"We can go there tonight, it's only noon," the copy Nin said decisively.

"Hey boss, lunch is here." The family of five turned to speaker - behind them stood a clone of the patriarch.

"Thanks." The shadow clone nodded, gave them the food packages then dispelled itself.

"Eat up then we can go back to swim."

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"It seems you're doing well with team 8 Haku-chan," the aged leader commented as the genin cell reported another successful mission.

"We've had no problems with her Hokage-sama," their lavender eyed sensei replied.

"Would you like another mission?"

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